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A new decade of musings from poetry to what inspires.
I've read poetry that opened my eyes, realize now mine have been closed when I write.

The drive north is easier than south in summer.

If you only write when inspired, you may be a fairly decent poet, but you'll never be a novelist. -NEIL GAIMAN

And here I am

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#1300042 by 🖤 For All Things Dark 🖤

Having no specific aim going forward...

I've hammered away at this glass with forefinger since resurrecting in 2014. I'm always ready to say too weary. Compulsion compels me, instigation informs, and still here I am...bright, full of light and dark, revealing hidden colors and shapes. That was before...
I hear what you are saying...but especiallly...what you are not.
Yes, I struggle. But I'm getting through it. How are you?

I've gone by other aliases. People remind me of that. Sometimes restrained, it's hard to understand what I write. It will be clear some day. Hard to hide what's in my heart. I'm making no apologies going forward for my feelings. Not interested in the trap of stereotypes. Not sure how we'll feel about that.

What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.'Now that I've figured out the ever changing rules of your game, you take the ball away, no longer engage me to play. You pay a price for this kind of friendship. I lose, I guess.


You can't just read the parts that confirm (or can be construed as such out of context) your opinion of me, you mentally-stunted Neanderthal.
What? Oh, that? It's just a, ah, self-motivational speech I've been working on.
What? Yes, I should try to make it less negative. *RollEyes*
February 6, 2020 at 10:48pm
February 6, 2020 at 10:48pm
The blank canvasses on pedestals follow,
study my art.
But I've had one eye out the window,
in their galleries;
dreaming on blue, high clouds, yearning
whisper my name,
fully realized, oil-based brilliance, also lonely
like this poet.

The blank pages on lighted screens
never follow.
I've had one eye on the past
in their galleries;
dreaming blue, low to floor, pining they
whisper their name
fully realized, pixelated brilliant again, lonely
like this poet.

The blank constructs on fading pages,
my art.
I've had two eyes scanning ageless tomes
for right words.
Imagination fading inside my head, aching
like the nameless,
fully realized my art is not persuasion
for true beauty.

following shadows that never materialize,
collecting words like gemstones in your path,
I'll assemble a message for all time,
this poet and beauty do merge ageless,

I'll make no excuse for this, something I wrote and moved on from.
February 6, 2020 at 7:53pm
February 6, 2020 at 7:53pm

I’m going to view this a few more times before I comment, share your thoughts here should you view and Want to comment.

In the meantime, I’m reminded of something I recently opined in poem:

"Primary Roles and Truth Within A Spectrum

Longer video by same professor, if you dare:

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